I want to talk about Tanzania in a couple of different ways today, in several different threads. Medicine and village life. If you think I'm happily irresponsible, well I am, but it's also self-training for trips in Tanzania.
2/ In Tanzania, most people can get access to meds — IFF they've the money — but not to doctors. In the event of really needing a medico, they have to be either very rich, or stand in line for one of the numerous international aid doctors. Average wage in Tanzania: $2/day. Two.
3/ Give y'all one guess about the length of time you can expect to be waiting in line for a real medico to see you, almost free to you, because international aid. Yes, talk in *months* for most cases.
4/ A typical case, call him Peter. Peter was supposed to be a travel guide on a tour, part of the crew I would be travelling with. Except, Peter turned up with extremely bloodshot eyes, evidence of swelling. At much cost to himself, he was treating his eyes with cortisone cream
5/ I questioned him, turned out he had taken sand grains and metal fragments to the eyes at high velocity, driving or so. Cortisone cream wouldn't help him a bit, IMvHO.
6/ IFF you've money, you can get the meds (no prescription for anything at all needed; no access to doctors, remember?) Of course, you must know what meds you need. Whoops; >40% of meds sold over the counter in sub-Saharan Africa are fakes, made in China.
7/ I gave him a tube of antibiotic cream (a pharmacist friend later blasted me for not doing eye-friendly antibiotic preparations, but I didn't have any with me), & I rang around the place till I could make an appointment for him with a (free) ophthamologist.
8/ He finally got to see the ophthamologist, *just in time*, who burred out the fragments lodged in his corneas. The antibiotic cream saved his eyes till that moment (the mechanical burring out was of course vital).
9/ In essence, his life got saved. A tour guide or safari-driver in Tanzania makes very good cash, *relatively*. Give you one guess how it goes for a then-unemployed man, totally, permanently blind, in a Third World village where ZERO pensions or benefits of any kind exist.
10/ Tourists going to Tanzania are generally advised to take along with them a stack of their own IV needles & tubing, disposable hypodermics (in case of any accidents or illness), and so on; I do so. These make good gifts for when one leaves. I also carry a big med kit on travel
11/11 So call me happily irresponsible, it won't faze me at all, I am, I haz the self-insight. On the other hand, if you're in the lurch, and you've zero resources of the needed, well yeah, maybe I'm a really good bloke to know.
A couple of reminders that the possibility of accidents and sudden illnesses of any sort must always be kept in mind when on safari. You're not even going to dream of a GP, let alone an ambulance, in most of these regions.
My photo:
Reminder #2. I was vastly impressed that the local villages had roadside stalls on this particular mountain 'highway', selling hand-carved wooden, triangular wheel-chocks for all the passing-by trucks and semi-trailers, many of which had defective brakes.
My photo:
Reminder #3, my photo. This one on a sandwash-plagued dirt road. Who needs treacherous mountain road-hairpin-turns when you can just have a sudden sandwash on the road in front of you? Even for experienced drivers, encountering one is dangerous.
Reminder #4, my photo.
Folks, yes, I am mordant, I am morbid, I'm a doom-and-gloom Marshwiggle, no doubt about that. But I'm good value to have around in case of triffids, accidents, or aphasias, and I'm *very happily* morbid and mordant.
One last reminder. This was a photo taken of me by the safari driver, in a roadside village café. Yes, I was preparing a poisonous wild fruit to treat my bad toothache, because this is what I am like. The fruit was used by local Maasai in this way.
tiddley om pom pom, I continue to be amazed at those who can receive a message as clear as if I had tattooed it, in short monosyllables, in mirror-writing on their foreheads, so they could always read it every time they saw their reflection, yet still somehow manage to stay dense
There is a really common element running through all the events of the last 4 days, running since 2012 & the destruction of the scicomm community, running since forever:
the denial of the courtesy of simple human decency towards those in need.
1/n Today, I logged in and found a DM from someone I don't follow, & who I didn't know at all. My DM's are open to all; so far, abuse of that has been very low. The DM was only a really stupid gif of a pig defecating. That's strange, I thought, why me? So I followed it up.
2/n It all turns out, @lollazymer has deep problems, one of which is telling the difference between "communal" and "commune". Use a dictionary for the hard words, @lollazymer! (yes, this perp was talking about me).
3/n I did a whole thread to explain to your privileged, totally ignorant, American self, @lollazymer, all about village communal toilets. I hope you've learnt by now the difference between communal and commune?
1/n Some days back, I did a thread just for a tweep, just explaining my POV. This time round, I'm going to discuss, for everyone, villages, toilets and rape. Feel free to flame all you like on this thread. I will be very sarcastic at times.
2/n This entire thread is for the education of an extremely dense, malicious flamer, but it also serves for y'all. In Tanzania, running-water is the exception, not the rule, for the majority of inhabitants. My photo of women fetching water from a nearby river. Hard work, daily
3/n If a village is fortunate, they will have one single communal water-tap, with water running from some central dam. This is the exception, not the rule.
My photo of villagers transporting goods (here, sugar-cane, and home-made charcoal, for selling).
1/n Just had a fascinating conversation with the neighbour, the one with a carpentry business in the ex-manufactory, which abuts the garden on one side. This is the guy who got hauled off two weeks ago in an ambulance, with #norovirus.
2/n Turns out finally (oh, how I hate incomplete and/or erroneous reports) that the bloke actually *also* had what I diagnosed from report as a TIA (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transient…), which was the trigger for his wife calling the ambulance.
cc.@NanHayworth, @dhambrick63, @thinkalot
3/n Norovirus, a TIA from norovirus, neurovirus amirite hurrr hurr herp derp. No, it does make sense; massive dehydration, combined with lying position, causing a fairly BIG TIA, one-sided loss of all motor control (right side of body), just to really *clinch* Dx, stark aphasia!
1/ The sight of a privileged American on the attack against the voice of a Nigerian writer just for being heard is .... more than iffy, @Jezebel, @HarronWawker.
2/ Hate to burst your bubble, @Jezebel, @HarronWawker, but there is NO "concurrent worldwide uprising against the actual police". Can you either get outside more, or please share that spliff, it looks good stuff.
3/ But this spite. JK Rowling likes interacting with children on Twitter. Tons of flamers started tweeting explicit dick pix and similar on every JKR thread where she was talking with children. Whatever you pretend, @Jezebel, @HarronWawker, that's sick, NOT "deserved criticism".
1/n This is a good start for a new thread (one I will add to over the next days), because the concept of waves in epidemics, as for #COVID19, is often much misunderstood.
2/ The average Neolithic hunter/gatherer was taller, stronger, & above all *more healthy* than the average Victorian-era Englander. Only, there were a *ton* more Victorian Britons than ever there were Neolithic hunter-gatherers; this seeming paradox plays a role in epidemics too
3/ You're the product, not only of all your ancestors, but also of all the different animal species your ancestors lived in close-quarters with. Not being hunter-gatherers any more actually meant more food for all, so more descendents, but it also meant a myriad more pathogens